sword

By PHIL VALENTINE

Blighted. That could very well be one of the most powerful words in America today.

Gift of gaffe, maybe?
Dan Collins titles this pshop “Sir Baracky Receiveth the Sword of Hopeyness from teh Watery Tart“. And that was before I added M’chelle.
(Oh, the dullard to Barry’s left? I’ve added none other than John Edwards, and given to him an uncharacteristically penitent pose, with (gasp!) his hair, covered. Oh, the indignity!
Because I [...]

Gift of gaffe, maybe?

Dan Collins titles this pshop "Sir Baracky Receiveth the Sword of Hopeyness from teh Watery Tart". And that was before I added M'chelle.

(Oh, the dullard to Barry's left? I've added none other than John Edwards, and given to him an uncharacteristically penitent pose, with (gasp!) his hair, covered. Oh, the indignity!

Is there really that much of a difference between saying that tragedy strikes you because of your spiritual immorality than your ecological immorality?

What happens when a thug tries to leave the thug life? Well, his fellow thugs get antsy.

Last year, when the US announced its "surge," the leader of the Shiite militias, Muqtada al-Sadr, announced a cease-fire and told his followers to lay down their arms. Most did, and as a result we saw a significant reduction in violence in the region.

Some songs are written about faith and others are written because of it. This is the second kind. And it’s still very rough of course, recorded literally seconds after the last lines were written, whispered while I was “watching” Brian‘s sleeping kids - but here’s what I have so far:

Untitled #3

Words and Music by Shaun Groves

Copyright 2008 shaungroves.com/ASCAP

I’m not your mother

I’m not your mother

I won’t wrap my love ‘round a s

Franklin , Tennessee - BVD and I were PUBLIX shopping last night , when a stampede occurred. Little ole ladies were trampled , people in wheelchairs were knocked over. Lesbians were climbing the shelves , screaming their fool head off , ass their lovers were dragged off. Grocery carts were abandoned with food and babies crying for their mommies. The store manager was lying on the floor , bleeding to death from foot prints across his chest. People were sword fighting , with the free PUBLIX um

Voter IDs suppress turnout like cucumbers cause potato salad.

An instructive study comes to us from American University’s Center for Democracy and Election Management confirming what I and others have been saying all along.